Mr. Deception = Mr. Candyman

CANDYMAN

Local legend, Candyman, the one armed hooked killer. A toilet full of bees with a message. . ."Sweets to the Sweet" written on the wall. Say his name five times. He kills, nobody believes her. She summons him. Candyman kills the doctor. The towns people angered, but she slays him. There's a new Candyman, a new legend.

I'll never look at candy the same way....Now who's giving out candy?

'KETCHUP WITH US' - PROMPT #4

In 57 WORDS OR LESS, retell the plot line of your favorite horror movie. And, if you can find one, be sure to include a movie clip of your own.

October 17, 2006 - Upsidedown

This time of year always gets me. No matter how hard I try. This year was no different.

It's been nearly six years, but still seems like yesterday. The joy. The fear.

Back in September 2006, we welcomed our baby girl into the world. My hubs and I had it all planned out. We were going to wait five years into our marriage before we started our family. Right on cue, I was pregnant. We planned. We tried. It actually happened. We were so blessed.

Then, October 17, 2006 happened. It changed everything. I was sitting in the living room feeding my precious baby girl. Out of nowhere, I felt something happen. Something scary. I knew something was wrong. As I was feeding her my left hand twitched uncontrollably. Thank god I had enough time to look over at my husband and tell him to take her and call 911. Looking back, I don't know why. I just did. She was barely five weeks old. Luckily, he grabbed her. My body took over, and went into a full seizure. I had never experienced this before.

Frightened.

I remember very little. I do however remember the chaos that took place. Kind of. I remember waking up in the hospital. Confused. All of my family surrounding me. There was at least fifteen people. I drifted back out of reality.

Finally, I awoke. I was told I had brain cancer, and had about six weeks to live. Who were these people telling me this? I cried. My husband cried. My family cried. I can still hear the haunting sounds of crying that night. I had a newborn baby. This could not be right.

He was wrong though. He had no compassion. He just had an arrogant way about him, and he was wrong.

Reevaluate. Deep breath. New doctor.

My new doctor reassessed my CATScan. It was a smudge. It wasn't cancer. You could feel the air in the room begin to move again.

Hope.

Many test later. Many evaluations. My surgeon knew what to do. It was a blood clot in the right frontal lobe of my brain. I had a stroke during child birth causing these events. Two days later I was headed into surgery. They would remove the blood clot, and give me my life back.

I was scared to death. I was a first time new mom. My baby was only five weeks old. She depended on me. We were bonding. We were getting into our groove. Then it was abruptly interrupted. I felt so much guilt, but I knew what I had to do. Even the breast pump taunted me. I still had to use it, but my child couldn't consume it because if the medication I had been given. So much gained, so much lost in an instant. But, I was still here.

I went in for my brain surgery. They gave me a rocking haircut and a horseshoe scar, but I was alive.

I woke up in ICU without the use if my left hand, but I was alive. Amazing. It was only two days before I was given a death sentence. Now there was hope.

I am so thankful to have made it through, and to hold my baby girl. It was a long road to recovery, and every October I'm reminded of it. I try to block it out, but my body and mind remember it all too well. It was traumatic. I will never take for granite the time I have with my baby girl and my family. Things could have turned out so differently. I'm thankful that didn't.

Death - Trifecta Challenge

What do you want from me?

Why do I always feel you are lurking around the corner?

Waiting for me.

Trying to rob me of everything I have ever dreamt of.

My family.

My newborn baby girl.

You had your chance on October 17, 2006.

You did not win.

I fought you.

I won that day. My new family won that day.

You did not take my last breath then, but you tried.

I know there is no escape from you, Death.

However, you must wait.

I have things to do. A little girl to raise.

I know there's no escape from you.

But for now. . . you must wait.

This week's word is:

DEATH
1a : a permanent cessation of all vital functions : the end of life
  b : an instance of dying <a disease causing many deaths>
2a : the cause or occasion of loss of life <drinking was the death of him>
  b : a cause of ruin <the slander that was death to my character — Wilkie Collins>
3 capitalized : the destroyer of life represented usually as a skeleton with a scythe

Rise and Shine!

The alarm sounded, but they were already awake. Mom was soaking up some precious time with her girl before the day stole eight hours of their time together. Suddenly reality hit. The two of them sprang to their feet and into action. This was not a drill. Go, go, go! A quick discussion about what to pack for lunch ensued. Meanwhile her daughter was scarfing down her breakfast and vitamins. Without a second to spare, she slipped off to take a quick shower. She knew she had her yearly "girly" doctor visit today, and what that entailed.  She tended to her lady garden daily, but wanted to trim a bit off the hedge for that freshly manicured look. She snuck into the water closet with the clippers after her shower. "It would only take a second" she thought.  Just then. . . the door flung open and a little voice asked, "MOM, what are you doing?!" Stunned she grabbed her towel and wrapped it around while clinching the clippers and looking at her in disbelief. A little voice piped in, "Mom, you know those are dads!" She searched for the words to say to the unexpected audience. Then spurted out, "I missed a spot on my legs!" The explanation worked for now, but she was overcome with an uneasy feeling that this would become the topic of discussion at the most inopportune time. 

This weeks word Trifecta Writing Challenge :

UNEASY

1: causing physical or mental discomfort
2: not easy : difficult
3: marked by lack of ease : awkward, embarrassed <gave an uneasy laugh>

33-333 words, using the 3rd definition in your response